RAIN, JUST RAIN
Why are there so many songs about rain?
It’s just water falling from the sky,
Sometimes sprinkling,
Sometimes in a downpour,
Sometimes causing flooding.
Raindrops falling on your head,
The rhythm of the falling rain reminding you of the fool you’ve been,
That rain in Spain,
Who will stop it?
There was a great flood,
And a man named Noah, according to scripture,
Was commanded to save a certain segment of animal life, including his human animal family,
By building a huge boat to carry them over the water,
While all other like beings drowned–except, of course, fish and birds.
I wonder now why they got a pass.
Sometimes we have too much rain,
Sometimes not enough,
And this is very important to us,
But rain doesn’t care.
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A delightful examination of our artistic fascination with rain and how she actually appears in nature–able to take us all out, if she so chooses. Nice writing, Harold.
Thank you, Laura!
How clever!